The light from the setting sun dyed the sky in shades of red and orange.
Twilight descended upon the lands, bringing with it the promise of reunion.
Adam sat at the table in his bedroom, the gentle rays of the setting sun casting a warm glow on his face.
Before him lay the small box with the sigil of Acadia beautifully inscribed on its surface. The raven-haired youth's eyes flashed with excitement as he opened the box.
The tender hope of riches filled his heart when his gaze landed on a silver ring tucked neatly inside the box.
As I thought, it's a space-type storage artifact! He thought in a happy mood.
At a simple glance, he could tell from the runes carved on the inner surface of the ring that it was used to store items.
He retrieved it from the box, then closed his eyes and allowed his spiritual energy to envelop the ring.
